Lettuceleaf had walked out of the train station with a lighter chart than he had walked in with. Thankfully, the officials stationed there weren't in much mood to haggle, just desperate to prepare food for the train that would soon be leaving after it drops off it's cargo and passengers.
He left before the next train had pulled into the station, walking back through Ponyville market place, heading towards several restraunts closer to the center of town. "I wonder if the Cakes will want any of my lettuce," he thought, making a mental note to check in, although he has only managed to sell them his product once, and it was to the Pink one who needed it for "gumby," or something like that.
He heard the commotion, and some loud bang, ("Darn new inventions, always blowing up, don't you just need a hammer, some plows, seeds, and a quad of four good legs in life?") While he made no change in direction, he was looking at all the Ponys running both away and towards the sounds, not noticing the running Zebra he collided with.
He left before the next train had pulled into the station, walking back through Ponyville market place, heading towards several restraunts closer to the center of town. "I wonder if the Cakes will want any of my lettuce," he thought, making a mental note to check in, although he has only managed to sell them his product once, and it was to the Pink one who needed it for "gumby," or something like that.
He heard the commotion, and some loud bang, ("Darn new inventions, always blowing up, don't you just need a hammer, some plows, seeds, and a quad of four good legs in life?") While he made no change in direction, he was looking at all the Ponys running both away and towards the sounds, not noticing the running Zebra he collided with.